El día de un español solitario (Jack)

When Jack had first arrived in Japan, almost a year and a half ago, he was the kind of kid that would avoid any and all social contact, and always kept to himself. The poor kid had been pretty much raised that way; people were dangerous, especially when it came to things that they didn't know about. Now, though...he was someone who was much more confident in himself, more willing to go out. Hell, he would even consider it something that he would do to relax now.

Which, of course, is what he was going to do now. Guitar strapped to his back, between his wings, and well away from his newly formed horns, the small dragon boy decided to make his way towards the park, to have a little fun. After all that had happened with the Tokyo breakout, Jack's found his life turned practically upside down. Meara's come down with something, because of some drug-Quirker, repairs are still being done across the entire city, and the dragon boy has been more stressed than he had ever been. It's been a very difficult time for him, so for once, he just wanted to sit and relax...and, for once, let his voice be heard.

He strolled casually through the park, waving happily at those he knew, and those who seemed overall friendly. He smiled widely, glad to be around some friendly faces for once. However, after a minute, Jack could hear a very distinctive RUFF come from behind him. He glanced behind him, and was met with the sight of 3 big samoyeds, all of which he was not unfamiliar with. "...Ya swear, you save your friend from cats once, and suddenly you're a dog person," he quipped, chuckling to himself as he set his guitar case down beside him in preparation for what was to come.

He took a deep breath, steam emitting from his nose, before grinning widely and spreading his arms out wide. "HOLA, AMIGOS!" he exclaimed happily, and the dogs rushed him, quite literally dog piling him. Jack laughed happily as he was slobbered with dog kisses, the people around him laughing at the ridiculous, but not new, scene. This, frankly, was something he very much needed. One could never go wrong with some animal love, after all. 

Jack found himself laughing uncontrollably as the three massive dogs went to town on the small dragon boy. To them, he probably smelled like he had food on him, and overall just smelled like a friend. It was honestly no wonder he was as good with animals as he was. He just had a natural way with them - it helped that he even befriended a massive bear when he was younger. It was part of why the dragon boy loved life as a whole as much as he did. He knew well that every life mattered, even animals. He just couldn't help but want to assist in whatever way he could.

The dogs were just about to flat out fall onto Jack when a voice grabbed his attention. To others, it must have sounded like gibberish, but Jack understood his native tongue immediately. He sat up quickly, his hair now a fluffy, tangled mess around his azure blue horns. He looked up at the man who had spoken, blinking in surprise as he looked him up and down. He didn't LOOK Spanish, particularly...but the accent said it all. The guy was likely a native from Spain, while Jack was more descended of those from Mexico. Different cultures...but same language at the end of the day.

"¡Sí, señor!" he said happily, fixing his hair, his tail wagging not unlike the three dogs around him. "I don't usually speak it while I'm in town, but lately I've been getting more used to talking in my native tongue. It's something I didn't really think I would miss, living here." he explained, still speaking in Spanish. 

He stood up and dusted himself off, while the three dogs took the moment to go on their merry way. Jack smiled happily, and waved at them as they ran off.
"¡Hasta luego, mis amigos!" he called after them, giggling as he would return to face the man. "In any case, my name is Jack, mister. It's nice to meet you!" he chirped, his accent becoming more pronounced as he shifted fully into Spanish speaking. It was honestly a bad habit, since he was essentially locked into the language for the rest of the day without him even realizing it. It was weird, being multi-lingual. But hey, it definitely had it's perks. Especially when it came to meeting another Spanish-speaker, apparently!

Jack smirked just a little bit as the Spanish man asked him what brought him to Japan. "Podría preguntarle lo mismo, señor," he replied, noting that it was strange for either of them to really be in the Eastern country. Of course, Jack had his reasons, but he was having a little fun speaking in his more or less native tongue for the first time with someone other than Meara. The main reason he really spoke it nowadays was because she helped him embrace more of his culture and heritage, after all. Even if it was rather mixed and strange. Now if only there was someone from Italy to help him with that side of his heritage...

"De hecho, vine aquí para ir a la escuela de héroes, UA. Es un sueño mío ayudar a personas de todo el mundo," he continued to explain, his tail wagging happily as he took pride in that little factoid. He was more than proud to be where he is, of the progress he had made, and how skilled he had become as a result. "Han sido unos años interesantes. Pero he aprovechado al máximo mi tiempo aquí." 

With that, the two would more officially introduce themselves. The man, Antonio, seemed to really like Jack's name. The small dragon boy couldn't help but give him a bright, sharp-toothed smile and giggle a little bit. Gracias Señor. Tu nombre también es muy bonito," he replied, holding his hand out to the man to shake. Oddly enough, the more he looked at the man, the more he got an odd sense of deja vu. Had he met the man before? Something about his face...it seemed somewhat familiar. He just couldn't really place it.

Nonetheless, Jack would shove that thought to the side for now. "Entonces, ¿qué lo trae a Japón, señor?" he asked Antonio, his wide purple eyes beaming up at the man with curiosity. He still couldn't shake the feeling he's seen the man before. Maybe he just had one of those weird dreams foretelling the meeting without knowing it. He had those a lot with minor stuff like this. But still...